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BASIC
Name: Oogami Himeko
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Bisexual

PERSONAL
Personality:
egotistic, self-centered, mean, arrogant, rude, manipulative, sharp, cunning, loyal (selectively), caring (selectively), generous (selectively)​

Hobbies:
singing, playing the piano, peer pressuring people, and throwing parties for almost everything​

Habits:
twirling her hair, checking her nails, and tapping her foot​

Likes:
looking hot, buying stuff they cannot, drinking hard, maxing dad's credit card, skipping gym, killer clothes, and kicking nerds in the nose​

Dislikes:
losers, nerds, homeworks, anything cheap, bugs, dirt, not getting what she wants, and losing​


OTHERS
Reputation:
Alpha Bitch - Himeko sits on top of the food chain at Meiyoji High School. She's the one girl who floats above them all. A solid teflon; someone so untouchable that even the faculty ignores her bad behaviors. The entire student body probably knows her and each of them have varying opinions about her, but one thing was sure. None of them wants to mess with her for now, or unless stated otherwise. She holds the school by its neck.​

Backstory:
The Oogami family is one of the most prominent families in Japan. They are known for their absurd wealth and influence throughout the country because of their well-known robotics company: the O.Rob. Himeko is the only child of the man sitting on top of it, essentially making her its heiress.​
Of course, growing up with such a big name on your shoulders has its own pros and cons. Himeko is deprived of parental attention just like a typical rich kid from any movies made during the 21st Century. Her mother died after giving birth to her while her father was alive but acted like he wasn’t. The closest persons she had as her parental figures were the maids and butlers in their mansion, yet none of them sufficed to prevent her from growing into a spoiled, rich, brat.​
Getting whatever she wants however she wants has become a normality for Himeko. If she wants something then she could just buy it and charge it in her father’s bank account. If his money was the sole reminder of his existence, then she might as well make the best out of it.​
Despite her family’s status, Himeko never got along with people her age- or people in general. Her attitude was usually enough to ward anyone from befriending her. An exception to this, however, appeared in the form of Terasaka Ayano. Nobody knows what kind of miracle Ayano pulled but the two of them became childhood friends. In fact, they developed a friendship strong enough for Himeko to stay in Japan and attend the same high school as her (which was the same school she studied at ever since she was a child). High school pretty much held the same routine with Himeko getting whatever she wants, however she wants, and whenever she wants, while Ayano watches over her.​
Unfortunately, Ayano suddenly disappeared without a trace three months ago. Himeko was beyond shattered when neither the police or their family’s private investigators could present any conclusive evidence about the case. Until now, nobody truly knows what happened to her childhood friend.​

Relationship(s):
Student Council President - Himeko dislikes her. She thinks that she's just a pathetic, stick-in-the-mud, goody-two-shoes who doesn't have the guts to touch her because she 'leeches' off their family's money through her scholarship. Although there was a certain encounter which forced her to begrudgingly work with her for a night.​


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Derian Name: Thokk, scorcher

Derian Age: 36

Derian Race: orc

Role: wizard pirate

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Earth Name: Kenta Morie

Earth Age: 16

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Gender: male

Sexuality: orc

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Personality:

Hobbies: reading, piracy, new world technology, making this over-complicated

Habits: tend to snore a lot, and tend to use a lot more words than necessary to say something

Likes: books, shiny stuff, magic

Dislikes:

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Reputation:

Backstory: he is the orc wizard pirate...

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Name: Kana Kishimoto

Age: 17

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Gender: Female

Sexuality: Bisexual

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Personality: Earnest and helpful. Willing to step up whenever the situation calls for it. Though dependable, her straightforward and serious nature makes her a bit difficult to deal with at times. Highly intelligent but lacks the social skills to make close friends. Unfamiliar with millennial lingo. (though young, she's a bit of a boomer) Easily embarrassed/flustered.

Hobbies: Chess, Reading novels, Origami, Poetry, Secretly reads trashy romance manga.

Habits: Plays with her hair when deep in thought. Twiddles her fingers when embarrassed. Quietly sings when she knows she's alone.

Likes: Honesty, Reliability, Tea, Sweets, Studying (ew).

Dislikes: Laziness, Arrogance, Teasing.

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Reputation: Class Rep - As the class representative, she tries her best to make sure everyone gets along to the point where they can at least tolerate each other. She's known to the collective student body as someone who can get things done and it makes her quite popular with the teachers and staff. Many approach her for advice or favors but her status as class rep may be barring her from making any meaningful relationships.

Backstory: As the adoptive child of an unmarried yet brilliant scientist, it's no wonder she developed into a quick learner. Sadly all her years living isolated in a lab helping her father with sorting books and cleaning test tubes may have took its toll on her ability to relate with others. At school she could have easily skipped some grade levels if it wasn't for her desire to not draw attention to herself.

Relationships: ?

Sample: She looked skyward at her fearless leader with a fierce determination in her eyes. "I've read the rules AI-sama." Her tone was sharp and her words were stressed as if this was the most pivotal moment of her life.
 
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[div class=bo][div class=he]Eliora Florence | Akari Koizumi[/div]


Derian Name: Eliora Florence (Eli)

Derian Age: 27

Derian Race: Human

Role: Healer (Cleric subclass)

Derian Appearance: Short.

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Earth Name: 明莉・小泉 | Akari Koizumi

Earth Age: 16

Gender: Female

Sexuality: Bisexual

Earth Appearance: Short and sweet.

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Personality: Eliora lives her life impulsively until it comes to money. While she isn't a penny-pincher, she does want the best deal for her buck. She gets into fights over petty things and gets into even bigger fights about the group's finances. Her soft spot is saved for stupidly nice people and street dogs.

Hobbies: Fighting (has a mean jab), eating and calculating money.

Habits: Punching the nearest object when really pissed, cracking her knuckles, scruffing her hair.

Likes: Good food, money, street dogs and stupidly nice people.

Dislikes: Idiots who don't know the value of money.

Reputation: Outside of the group, a selfless healer. Inside the group, a reckless idiot who holds the purse strings.

Backstory: She lived with her mother in slums prior to her mother's death when she was three. Eli had to resort to stealing to survive after that, but luckily, the owner of a tavern took pity on her and took her in as a dishwasher. After the wife realized that Eli's calculation skills were abnormally fast, Eliora got upgraded to front desk management and later when the couple's trust grew, to the official bookkeeper.

When a mage stayed in town for a few years, Eliora learnt some healing magic from them and became the pride of the tavern. The tavern missus kicked her to the church to become a cleric, thinking it was a shame for her to stay in a small town.

Relationships: Tavern master and mistress.

Additional: The tavern mistress who picked Eliora up called her Florence because she was reminded of her dead dog who happened to have the same name. It just stuck later on.

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"Come at me, punk." Eli lowered her center of gravity and curled a finger towards the thug.

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    Derian Name: Garrett Bolton

    Derian Age: 25

    Derian Race: Human

    Role: Brawler
 
Derian Name: Sylene


Derian Age: 27


Derian Race: Succubine class arch-demon


Rank: Assassin, spy, seducer, catastrophe class warrior demon.

Derian Appearance:
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Earth Name: Sylene Sato. She was given another name on entrance and cared about it for about 0.001 seconds.


Earth Age: 17


Earth Appearance:

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Gender: Female


Sexuality: Gay


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Personality: She was a sadistic, mostly amoral fighter that fought to destroy and torment the people she went against. In a new world she both is and isn’t the same person. She still is distinctly not an especially nice person, but the zeal, the bitter hunger, the utter bloodlust, is gone. Whether a simple consequence of changing biology or a genuine change is in the end perhaps irrelevant. She is not as she was before, and whether she will be again is questionable. She is above all a habitual gambler, albeit not usually with traditional games of chance. Instead she approaches everything with a gamblers recklessness, betting everything and anything on a moment's impulse. Her wildcard nature makes her less than predictable, but she isn’t really as dangerous as she might seem, even before. The last key thing to note is that she lies, constantly and easily, although not pointlessly. She can be a remarkably political animal when she chooses to be. She does have a sense of humor to be fair! It’s just generally somewhat worrying.


Hobbies: Acrobatics, gymnastics, torture(generally), baking, wrestling, “wrestling”, martial arts


Habits: In both world’s her most dangerous and most defining habit is her tendency towards playing with her food. She never takes anything or anyone seriously until they have outmatched her in one way or another, and even then seriously might be a strong word. Her weirder habit, that was also present before if less expressed, is her habit of picking up strays. People or animals that she regards as unthreatening enough to not want to fight or crush for fun sometimes get basically adopted.


Likes & Dislikes: She enjoys sweet food, bloodshed, and cute things. She enjoys both cold and warm weather, especially being cozy at rest, and active in cold wind. She adores arrogant people, although not in the healthiest way for the people question. She hates the damp. She takes to bodies of water like a tigress, and enjoys sweatiness generally, but she can’t stand dampness. She loves it when people underestimate and belittle her, although again, not necessarily in the healthiest way for the other people in question.



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Reputation: Sylene was one of the nastiest fighters on both sides of the war and one of the least trusted most vicious people under each command she worked under. It was an open secret that she only joined the heroes because they fought larger groups of more varied individuals, only stayed because the war they waged kept her well-fed. More succinctly, an untrustworthy, irritating, shifty, sadistic, masochistic pain in the ass who is too useful to discard and too powerful to kill easily.


Backstory: A solitary and seemingly somewhat unique demon, her history is minimally known besides the trail of blood she carved through the war.


Relationships: Somewhat tenuously allied with the group, with few other connections.


Writing Sample: They approached the first battleground since she had joined this band of “heroes”. They didn’t like or trust her, but while she wasn’t presenting any threat nobody really wanted to deal with that fight. This battle would likely be a test of sorts, both as to whether they could trust her to fight on their side, and a test as to whether they would just try and add her body to the piles. Honestly though while a small part of her mind was devoted to the interpersonal politics of the moment, most of her was just Hungry. She held herself from tasting the air for the army she knew was somewhere this way, waiting for the visual.


When she finally saw what she was waiting for she just let go. She bolted forward, her human form melting away a moment after she began, and a moment before her shredder form hit the opposing force. She deliberately held back, impacting one soldier and riding the wave of her momentum through the front line. The toy she was now perched upon had of course broken, but what she found more crucial was what she could taste around her. The shock, the fear, the terror, the whispers of grief, and the bits of pain from those who had been thrown aside. She was so hungry, and she wanted so much more. She would glut herself on the banquet before her, and it would be a joy.
 
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